MTL - The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans-Chapter 232

When I woke up, my home was still dark, my parents hadn't come back yet. Although it was summer, He Qingyu was cold and cold. She slowly stood up and felt that she was not right, but now she has calmed down a lot. I took out the phone from the bag that was falling on my side, and pressed the screen, but she didn't have time to relax, and the screen of the phone suddenly went dark... no power.

The laughter of the child in the ear seems to be ringing again. He Qingyu took a deep breath. "Fake, it is an illusion, it must be that I am too tired recently."

The sound of forced hypnosis in the ear is auditory hallucination. He Qingyu trembles and puts the phone back into the bag with the light of the slight street lamp that the curtain gap penetrates. At this time, a coin suddenly rolls out from the inside.

The coin of one dollar is extraordinarily ordinary, and it fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, but just as it fell out, the noisy voice in her ear disappeared.

He Qingyu listened carefully, and there was really no sound, and it seemed that the normal temperature in summer was also restored.

She picked up the coin and held it in the palm of her hand, then stood up carefully, then violently opened the door and flew out, and even forgot to bring it.

About five minutes after He Qingyu went out, the door that had just opened was slowly closed.

At this time, it was close to midnight, and the pedestrians on the street had already dispersed. Only a few cars on the road occasionally opened. He Qingyu held the coin tightly in his hand and ran wildly on the street.

Suddenly she seemed to hit the individual and slammed backwards, "ah!"

Hearing the cry, Han Chen, who was just a little drunk when he got together with his classmates, woke up in an instant and held He Qingyu, who was falling down. "Are you okay?"

When the voice did not fall, Han Chen was violently pushed to the ground, "Hey." The pain from the tail vertebrae made his drunkenness completely dissipated. He Qingyu, who turned to run, looked speechless. "It's a weirdo." Then he frowned, and the girl looked a bit familiar, as if he was a relative.

Thinking about it, Han Chen took the phone and dialed a number to go out.

"Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off, please..."

I snorted and changed the number. "Sorry, the user you dialed is on the phone, please..."

Change the number again, this time finally got through, Han Chen asked: "Mom, do we have a relative living in the Dongcheng Xinghe neighborhood?"

"What relatives, that is your cousin, they have a sister in their family, and they also study in Nancheng Middle School. I heard that this year's college entrance examination, we should have not moved in seven or eight years, I heard that they recently bought in the Xinghe Community. New house, what's wrong? See them?" The voice of the woman came across the phone.

"Well, I saw it, I will come back later, you should go to bed early." Han Han hang up the phone and speed up the pace.

"The host, the man and the sister met." 098 Chao Lingchunan reported, "The man sent the sister to go home."

"Yeah." Ling Xiaonan opened his eyes. "Know it."

In the original text, there is also the existence of He Qingyu, but in the plot, she did not even have a name, she was driven crazy by the little devil, and was sent to the mental hospital by the family one month after the college entrance examination.

In the end, their family's affairs were of course solved by the male lord who played the role of the savior. However, he was already very late when he appeared. At that time, He Qingyu's spirit had not recovered, and he could only live in a mental hospital for a lifetime.

Now because of Ling’s early intervention, He Qingyu and Han Chen met in advance, but the difference is that the male master here does not have the skills of the heavenly master.

Between the fun and sleep, Ling Chunan considered for three seconds and then decided to sleep.

At this time, Tang Shouqi came in with milk, and he could not get up.

Early the next morning, Ling Chunan and Han Chen made a phone call. After the phone was over a dozen seconds, he was picked up. He heard that he didn’t seem to sleep well last night, and his voice was still awkward. “Hey?”

"Chen brother, I heard that you are back, have a holiday? When do you have time to play?" At the beginning of the year, Nanxun couldn’t hear the fatigue of Han Chen, and his voice was light. "I also made a foreign brother, and I went to my house at noon." How about eating?"

"Your home?" Han Chen's spirit has been shaken up. After several years of understanding, this is the first time Lingnan invited him to dinner at home. However, he soon thought of Tang Shouqi, and he could not help but hesitate. "Uncle Tang will not mind. ?"

"Nothing, he is very hospitable." Ling Xiaonan swept his eyes and gave him a massage. Tang Shouqi smiled at him and then moved his hand to the waist.

I don’t believe that Tang Shouyi is hospitable every time I see my face, but Han Chen still promised. After all, Ling Nannan rarely invited him once. “Well, I will get there soon.”

Hanging up the phone, Ling Chunan lifted his foot to Shou Tang Shouqi, "Get up, go buy food."

"Hey." Tang Shouyi reluctantly touched the ankle of Ling Chunan. "Baby, I will dress you."

When the two men bought the food and came back, they just saw Han Chen at the door. Tang Shouqi pointed to the beginning of the morning. "Baby, your friend is here."

Han Chen also saw the two, and quickly greeted them: "Xiaoyan, Uncle Tang."

After entering the house, Tang Shouqi rushed to touch the head of Ling Nannan. "You talk, I am going to cook."

At this time, the male master grew a lot higher than a few years ago. Although Ling Nannan also grew a lot, he was still a little shorter than he was, and Ling Chunnan looked at him. "Sit. ”

Han Chen looked at the direction of the kitchen cautiously, and sat down at the position of the south finger of Ling, but his back was straight and the soft sofa was felt by him as a hard bench. "Tang, Uncle Tang did Is it rice?"

"Yeah." Ling Xiaonan replied, "He cooks delicious."

At this time, the kitchen door opened, and Tang Shouyi took out two cups and placed a cup in front of Han Chen.

"Thank you, thank you Uncle Tang." Han Chen was flattered and sat more standard.

Tang Shouqi nodded to him and handed another cup to Ling Chunnan. "Baby, last night."

Looking at the milk in front of you, Ling Chunan: "..."

When I found that Lingchu Nan was very dissatisfied with his height, Tang Shouyi insisted on giving him two cups of milk a day. The advantage is that Lingnan is indeed a lot taller. The downside is that he now has a little bit of milk. Resist the psychology.

However, Tang Shouqi did not have to force Lingnan to drink now. He just left the cup in his hand and left the cup on the coffee table. He smiled at Han Chen, who was just standing. Brother, you don’t look so good, didn’t you sleep last night?”

"No, nothing." Han Chen finally recovered, "I just slept late."

"This way, if there is any trouble, you can find me, friends who have been so many years, I will definitely help." Lingchu Nan face sincere.

"Ok."

"For Chen Ge, how did the nephew come with you today?" asked Lingnan.

"I broke up with her for a long time." Han Chen replied.

Ling Nannan was surprised and said, "What happened?"

"After bringing her back, she went home. Then, long after, she sent a message to me saying that her family did not agree with us, and that her family wanted her to go abroad." Han Chen sighed. "Later, I called her and sent a message. She didn't reply."

In the early days of the early Ling Dynasty, the indignation was filled with indignation. "How can she do this?"

Han Chen smiled bitterly. "Maybe this is fate."

Looking at the heartbreaking man 098: "Host, if he wants to know that you sent him a message, will you blame you?"

At the beginning of the year, there was no saying in the south: "I didn't send him a message."

... well, it is issued under the direction of the host.

098 feels that he is a bit uncomfortable.

The two talked for a while. From the girlfriend's affairs to the Lingnan's test scores, Han Chen lamented for a while, then asked: "Do you want to fill in the small words?"

"Anjo University." Ling Chunan said, "I chose the history department."

When I heard about Anjo University, Han Chen was full of surprises, and then quickly pressed down. "This way I am your senior, history is good, but why don't you choose medicine? Which specialty to go with your grades? There is no problem."

"It’s too tired to study medicine." Ling Xiaonan shook his head and then blinked at Han Chen. "You know, I am too lazy."

"Haha." Han Chen couldn't help but laugh. "That's also, you get the admission notice and remember to tell me, let's go to school together, I will help you move things."

"Well, thank you Chen Ge." Ling Chunan readily accepted.

After a while, Cao Yang smashed a bunch of fruits and knocked on the door. When I saw Ling Xiaonan’s smile, my eyes were gone. “Small words, my parents heard that you took the college entrance examination, don’t mention how happy you are, congratulations. Congratulations, they asked me to invite you to go home for dinner tomorrow. I have been chanting for a long time, and I must go tomorrow."

"Okay, I will go, thank my uncle and aunt for me."

After lunch, Cao Yang couldn't wait to leave and leave. Although Tang Shouqi was super delicious, and he didn't look at him all the way, he didn't even dare to take chopsticks, let alone taste the taste.

Of course, Han Chen is not so good, because he is sitting next to Lingchu Nan, his pressure is bigger than Cao Yang, but he was stopped by Ling Chunnan when he was leaving. "Chen Ge, you said before. Auntie is not comfortable, I have a little ointment here, you take it and try it for her."

"This, no need." Han Chen is a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, anyway, my uncle and I can't use it either." Ling Xiaonan replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your small words."

"You're welcome, you and me."

Ling Chunan led Han Chen upstairs and pushed the door of the study. He pointed to the stool next to the desk. "You sit here, I am going to get the ointment."

Han Chen nodded and took back the amazing sight and sat down in the position.

This study is basically used by Tang Shouyi. There is only one computer and the soft bed next to it. So most of the decoration styles are based on the custom of Tang Shouqi. One of the characteristics is that the books are extraordinarily large.

It seems that no matter which world, men are particularly keen on learning.

098: "The host, the male owner saw your suicide note on the table."

Of course, the suicide note is not the beginning of Lingnan, but the paper in the love letter of He Qingyu to Ling Chunan.

At the beginning of the year, Lingnan sighed and found the good ointment from the drawer. He turned and walked to Hanchen and handed it to him. "Chen brother, take it back and try it. If it is easy to use, I still have it here." I gave him a half-small mirror and gave it to him. "I originally intended to give it to the nephew. Since she is separated from you, give it to you."

"Okay, thank you." Han Chen took the matter and then looked at the stationery on the table. "I am sorry to see your things, but this..."

"This is what my classmates sent me a few days ago. It may be a prank." Ling Xiaonan shrugged.

"This mischief is too much." Han Chen frowned.

"There is nothing, I just feel a little strange." Ling Xiaonan smiled. "Chen brother, are you not in a hurry?"

Han Chen came back, "Oh, then I will leave."

"Well, goodbye, goodbye." Ling Xiaonan waved and waved.

Han Chen did not go home immediately, but turned to the Xinghe District.

When he arrived, He Qingyu was waiting at the door. Her face was pale and she had a piece of paper in her hand. She looked confused. "I, I found this on my desk."